Chapter Four“Look, Letty, look at the pretty birds,” Dorinda exclaimed and Letty gave a little cry of excitement.
It was indeed a fantastic sight and Dorinda could hardly believe that the yacht ahead of them was not a figment of her imagination.
She had expected, as had the Captain, that Maximus Kirby would be waiting for them on the quay at Malacca, but, as they steamed down the Straits and just before the small Port came into sight, they saw ahead of them a ship with pink sails.
It was, Dorinda realised with surprise, a yacht, but decorated in a manner that made it the strangest and most beautiful vessel that she could ever have imagined.
“It’s The Sea Dragon,” she heard the doctor snort.
She looked at him and he added in explanation, which was really unnecessary,
“It belongs to Ma
